Chapter 27: The Complicated Thoughts of Yoshihara Yoshimi (Seeking Continued Reading)

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Normally, choosing this path would mean the game was over; it still required careful consideration. Yet, by some twist of fate, the second stage task had been completed—a piece of good news.

[Divine-Level Vocalist Experience Card:]
[Do you still mute yourself at karaoke because you sing off-key? When friends hand you the microphone, do you shyly wave them off? Born tone-deaf? Think you can't sing? NO! You just haven’t turned your cheat on high enough!]
[Divine-Level Vocalist Experience Card: For one hour, you’ll be possessed by the spirit of a singing king. Move everyone with your beautiful voice—a certain pop star tried it and said it was amazing!]

Well, this was yet another tool for showing off and impressing girls. Practical, indeed.

[Name: Haruhi Genya]
[Intelligence: 62 (Above average)]
[Charisma: 81 (A somewhat handsome young man)]
[Stamina: 57 (A typical chubby guy)]
[Skills: None]
[Romantic Candidate: Yoshimi Uehara]
[Money: 204,650 yen]
[Attribute Points: 10]
[Support Points: 20]
[Items: Great Strength Pills x14, Divine-Level Vocalist Experience Card x5]

“Add points to Charisma.”

Haruhi Genya always considered himself a fairly focused person. For example, now, once he set his sights on a certain attribute, he would max it out—never wasting a single point except in special circumstances. Besides, in this dating game, the Great Strength Pills were temporarily compensating for his physical weakness.

It was obvious from Yoshimi Uehara’s recent behavior.

[Charisma: 91 (You’re now a full-fledged Tokyo heartthrob. Few girls can overlook your looks. A youth on the rise!)]
At 91 charisma, the change wasn’t so much in appearance as in aura.

If Haruhi appeared sad, he’d be the melancholic prince; if he smiled brightly, he’d be the cheerful, sunny boy!

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A handsome man can blend flawlessly into any environment or atmosphere, making everything around him a backdrop for his charm.

While Haruhi studied the system panel, Rinomi Kiyolingu beside him grew restless.

She had assumed that simply sitting next to this chubby guy would make Haruhi Genya shamelessly inch closer, touch her calf, her waist, maybe even drag her to the restroom and have her help him with her knee-high stocking-clad feet—just as he’d done at school.

But who knew, after sitting here for ages, this fat guy seemed oblivious, lost in thought!

He’d left her all alone! She refused to believe Haruhi Genya was just a diligent worker.

Glancing around to confirm they were alone, Rinomi Kiyolingu slipped off her shoes, hoping to catch his attention.

Haruhi Genya felt a small foot misbehaving beside him, so he closed the virtual panel and turned to look.

That turn made Rinomi Kiyolingu’s face flush—not from embarrassment at being caught, but... why did the fat guy suddenly seem even more handsome?

Impossible!

But this was reality: with a charisma score of 91, Haruhi Genya was now a rival to Rinomi Kiyolingu herself.

His leap in looks stunned her; her little foot sat frozen atop Haruhi’s thigh.

But Haruhi was not focused on Rinomi Kiyolingu. The storeroom door behind the beautiful girl opened.

Yoshimi Uehara, her hair half-down, staggered out of the storeroom, her face still flushed, though she tried her best to hide it.

Supporting herself against the wall, Yoshimi Uehara headed for the supermarket’s break room.

“What are you looking at?” Rinomi Kiyolingu snapped out of her daze, curious.

Turning, she too noticed Yoshimi Uehara walking unsteadily.

“That’s your boss’s wife, right? What’s wrong with her? She seems off,” Rinomi Kiyolingu asked, puzzled.

Could Haruhi Genya and Yoshimi Uehara be involved? Ridiculous—she doubted anyone in the world would fancy this fat guy, especially the stunning boss’s wife.

“Hang out here for a bit. I’ll go check what’s happening,” Haruhi said, patting her stockinged foot before slipping past Rinomi Kiyolingu and heading toward Mrs. Uehara.

Truth be told, he was already losing interest in those dainty feet.

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At least, for now, especially when Mrs. Uehara exuded D-level allure.

Left behind, Rinomi Kiyolingu’s delicate face puffed up in anger—he’d abandoned her!

Ugh! She was furious! She wanted to bite the fat guy right then and there!

Haruhi Genya ignored her, walking straight over to gently help the “injured” Mrs. Uehara back to the break room.

Seeing Haruhi approach, Yoshimi Uehara blushed even more. Her legs felt weak and a little sore—perhaps from standing too long—whenever she recalled what they’d just done in the storeroom.

Her heart fluttered with both shame and excitement.

Her thoughts were a tangled mess: she knew what she’d done was wrong and wanted to sever this tie, but she couldn’t quite let go.

She hadn’t expected him to be so bold.

Yoshimi Uehara never blamed Haruhi—in fact, she felt a trace of guilt toward him. Their encounter in the storeroom was her fault, and she’d been the one to seduce the innocent high school boy. Such a good kid, led astray by her momentary desire.

She truly felt sorry for Haruhi Genya, ashamed and disappointed at her actions in the storeroom.

With mixed emotions, the two headed for the break room.

Passing the shelves, the tall racks blocked Rinomi Kiyolingu’s view as Haruhi’s large hand slowly moved downward.

Yoshimi Uehara, caught off guard, said nothing. Now, she couldn’t bring herself to look at Haruhi Genya.

Fortunately, his hand did not go any further.

Yoshimi Uehara breathed a sigh of relief, but where did that strange sense of disappointment come from?

Could she really be hoping Haruhi would do something to her?

No, she mustn’t...